Too late

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Ethan

As soon as I got into my car I called Josh with shaking hands. He picked up when I started the engine and I tried to stop breathing so fast. I couldn't control it. It wasn't in my hand.. I was so mad I felt like I could explode.

"Josh I know who the bastard is. That means I need a bottle of Hennessy and my favorite baseball bat." my voice was shaking of anger. I wanted more than that. I wanted to see him burn. I couldn't explain myself why I was THAT angry but thinking of him and my girl was enough. I believed her with everything that she said.. I knew she didn't betray me or laid a hand on him.. but knowing that he spent time with her was enough to make me crazy.

"And I know where he is." he said and surprised me. That made me laugh. I loved him. He was the only one who could always surprise me positively and make me laugh even in situations like these.

"I'm there in ten. Call the crew and tell them that we don't need a plan. We're going to kill that son of a bitch tonight."

My anger was getting bigger and bigger with every second. I wanted him between my hands. I wanted to see how his soul was leaving his body. I wanted him to die as fast as possible. He was going to pay for everything that he's done and even for the things he hasn't done. I was going to let all my anger from the past months out on him.

"Done!" he said and hung up. I drove to his place as fast as I could. I've never been so inpatient..

When I arrived and walked in I could see that everyone was already waiting for me totally curiously.

"What's the plan?" James asked me as soon as he saw me.

"There's no plan. We're just going to do our thing." I said clenching my jaw.

They raised a brow. "'Our thing'?"

I laughed. Maybe I went crazy. "Yeah. We're going to kill him and his little pussy gang. I can't wait any longer and I want his head on my damn wall!" I screamed pointing at the wall on my left. The way they looked at me told me that they knew how pissed I actually was and how much this actually mattered to me.

I opened the bottle on the table and started drinking. 

"Without a plan? Dude are you already drunk?" Jason asked and I knew he was panicking. Moving without a plan wasn't something that we were usually doing.. but this time.. no play was needed..

I nodded. "Definitely!"

I put the bottle away. That was already enough.

"I hope y'all are ready... because we are going to fuck him up."

They nodded and that was literally the sign. We couldn't waste another second. He could be calling her in that moment.. and I didn't want them to talk.. not even a word. Not anymore. We stormed out and got in our cars. We didn't need any guns or weapons this time. We didn't need a plan or a strategy. All we needed was one baseball bat and nothing else. That was going to be enough to break him.

He was hanging around in a strip club with his crew.. That disgusting piece of shit. I punched against the wheel when I thought about the fact that he brought her there too.. the fact that he gave her drugs and tried to manipulate her.. it made me crazy. I ran my hand through my hair and tried to calm down. I thought of her.. I wanted to do this all for her..

We arrived and walked in after knocking out the security guards. We went in real quick without getting much attention. We acted like normal people

I looked around.. tried to find him between the girls, the money, the alcohol, the guys and the steam. I clenched my jaw because I thought I wasn't going to find him but when I did I clenched my fists. I knew I needed to calm down but who was ready to give me a reason to not kill him in front of everyone and start a massacre?

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